Under guise of favor
excitement, one-sided
accept the troubled lot
don't let resolve waver
crawling skin
nowhere to breathe
escape...temporary
despair sets in
trouble follows fears
eleventh hour looming
solutions mocking hope
no relief from tears
trust is a charade
shoulders start to crack
choking on reliance
no voice to persuade.
(c) Dahlia Ramone: June 12, 2018
This was written for Blogophilia
Week 15.11 Topic: Trouble Will Find Me
Bonus Prompts:
Hard (2 pts): Mention an Audrey Hepburn movie *
Easy (1 pt): Use the phrase "high and dry" (I did not)
* "Charade" - last stanza